Make her suck you off

You smile at Ms Flower telling you to go to the principals. Licking your lips, you say "I see... well that's not so bad... I was worried you were going to suck my dick or something"

"D-DON'T Th-think... you're... g-getting off the hook... that... easily!" she stammered. "G-get... upp... HERE NOW!!!"

Your sister look at you sympathetically, while a few of your bullies smirk at you. You walk to Mr Flower, naked with her back on the desk. You stand right between her outstretched legs, expecting her to get up.

"D-DON'T STAND THERE Y-YOU... AHHHH AHHHH... Idiot!!!" She throws her head back and opens her mouth expectingly, telling you non-verbally to come to the other side of the desk and stick it down her throat. After all, this was YOUR punishment, so you were expected to put the actual work in.

As you walk around the desk, she slams her keyboard to go to the next slide with her elbow. Several students started copying the slide down.

You unzip your fly for the second time that day, and let your dick free. Ms Flower, ever the professional, has already positioned her mouth at the exact right height.

You prepare to enter her mouth, but she beats you to it. Extending her neck forward, she wraps her lips around your member upside-down.

"Holy shit!" you say in shock.

"MMPFGHHH!" She responds, in a muffled tone that sounds like she meant to say "language". A moment later, you can feel her tongue caressing your tip.

Then the sucking began. While she was masterbating, she boded her head up and down, back and forth. Each suck seemed to send a bolt of electricity through you. You couldn't believe how good she was at this.

All the while, she continued to multitask, not only pleasuring herself, but also attempting to continue her lecture. Of course, this was totally muffled, both by the giant dick in her mouth, but also her constant moans and squeals.

"MMHHPPHH... MMMPPP... NNPPHHHHH. MEEEEPPPPHHHH!! EEEEEEMP MOOOMPPPHHH!"

She slammed to the next slide with her elbow again, nearly nocking the laptop off the desk. As she did, she began bobbing herself on you faster, and flicked her clit harder. Her hair was flying from the intensity of her movement, as her breasts bounced like jello in an earthquake. You started thrusting in an attempt to keep up with her. You had never felt anything like this. The blood pumping to your dick faster than anything you've ever experienced.

"MMMPHHH... MMPPP... PFFFFPPHMMM.. MMMMPPPFFHHHH... FMMM MFFF MFF"

As you struggled to hold on, Mr Flowers entire body was turning red. Her toes were curling, her back arching, her eyes fluttering. Even if she could speak, you have no doubt that it would have just been babbles of uncontainable lust.

You're losing your breath, doubling over and putting your hands on the desk for support. You can't hold back your drool, which falls onto Ms Flowers beet red face.

You had wanted to last longer, but Ms Flowers absolutely flawless performance was too much for you to hold onto. You arch your spine backwards, thrust out your hips, and climax right down her throat. The hot cum seems to be enough to throw her over the edge too, and she screams into your ejaculating dick, as fluids spray out from between her legs.

You pant in exhaustion, nearly blacking out from the intensity. However, before you even have a moment, Ms Flower is already removing her mouth from you and sitting up. She walks to her laptop, and hits the next slide.

She then speaks, while cum is flowing out of her mouth, and her pussy leaks juice.

"This sparked the Reign of Terror, an attempt to eradicate alleged "counter-revolutionaries"; by the time it ended in July 1794, over 16,600 had been executed in Paris and the provinces" she continued. She was clearly still exhausted, but continued her job none the less, as if there was nothing strange about standing naked in front of the class, with cum dripping out of one hole, and other fluids out the other.

She then looks up at you annoyed. "What are you doing up here? Go back to your desk, unless you want me to suck you off again!"

You nod in understanding, and tuck your deflated member back into your pants. As you return to the desk, your sister gives you a sympathetic pat on the back when Ms Flower isn't looking.

You spend the next 15 minutes recovering your strength, while Ms Flower slowly and causally recovers her clothing whenever there is a pause in the lecture. Soon, there is no sign that anything strange happened at all, aside from the puddle on the floor in front of the desk, and the hard cum on Ms Flowers desk.